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Russell Slater
Feb 2013
· 449
Bird
Russell Slater
Feb 2013
Bird
Sparrow
I watched you fall gently
I watched you hit so hard
I watched your struggle
Sparrow
I cup you in my hand
Wings bent back
And out of place
Sparrow
Your chest rises shallow
cage bars are showing
My concern deepens
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Jan 2013
· 676
Close
Russell Slater
Jan 2013
Close
Distance
More than miles
The space
Between us
I see you
Only from afar
Your touch
Lost its meaning
Driven away
By confrontation
Pulled close
By temptation
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Jan 2013
· 710
Peat
Russell Slater
Jan 2013
Peat
Liquor
The bite no longer
Effects my throat
No dry burn
To delay the onset
Of my natural state
Don't stop
Flow is too important
To disrupt
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Jan 2013
· 793
Untitled
Russell Slater
Jan 2013
Untitled
A home for neglected hearts
Each battered and bruised
Still fighting
Yet, never to find each other
Yearning only shows the cracks
The fragility of something so strong
Hoping only weakens conviction
When there is no action to take
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Jan 2013
· 510
No omega
Russell Slater
Jan 2013
No omega
I look at the sunset
And I realise why lesser men
Believe in heaven
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Jan 2013
· 523
Paternal
Russell Slater
Jan 2013
Paternal
Our Father
Now - there's a sentence
Heavenly or Mortal
I've yet to see evidence of either
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Jan 2013
· 457
Morning
Russell Slater
Jan 2013
Morning
Street lights
Extinguish as I pass
As if my shadow
Too much effort to cast
Sky still sits still
Path still wet grey
Lone footsteps echo back
Against the early morning
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Jan 2013
· 489
Pour
Russell Slater
Jan 2013
Pour
More than I could ever drink
Less than I'd ever want to
The lines blur on the bottom
Of a two bit council pool
Unaffected by the glassware
So more I pour
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